Ride Out

Motorcycle days are seldom decent photograph days, and I proved this by taking only a few rubbish shots (including a group photo which might have had merit if only I'd set the self-timer for ten seconds instead of two). 

Anyway Sheol and I and a couple of ex-work colleagues had a blast around the Brecons subdivided by tea and very good carrot cake, and a mega breakfast bap. Days like these are to be treasured, not photographed. :-p Just short of two hundred miles all told.